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"Are you sure this is the suspect you're looking for?" The local deputy director in charge of criminal investigation pointed to the photo in his hand and asked in surprise.

"Any questions?"

The deputy director extinguished the cigarette butt, hesitated for a moment, and said with a sad face: "I won't tell you anything, this is my iron brother, not a brother, but I know him better than my own brother, and I have been friends for more than 20 years." With his emotional intelligence and intelligence, even if he had the motive and time to commit the crime, it was impossible to commit such a thing. ”

"Do you have any recent photos of him?" Qiao Zhen asked.

"There's a picture of him on my phone." While looking at it, the deputy director introduced: "He and I are in the same batch of soldiers, and after the army was transferred, he has been doing an industrial company, and he has a good reputation in the business field and the circle of friends." That's who he is. ”

Qiao Zhen took the phone and looked at it with Zhang Chenzhi, the two really didn't know what to say, because the man in the photo was indeed more than 99% similar to the suspect.

The deputy director looked at the reactions of the two and proposed: "Why don't I ask him out for a light meal in the name of a friend, so that you can ask about the situation." ”

After that, he made a call in front of the two of them, and the mobile phone was stuffed into Zhang Chenzhi's hand. Zhang Chenzhi knew that he was thoughtful, so he made a look with Qiao Zhen, and she called Qiao Raogang to ventilate with understanding.

"What are you going to do now?" Qiao Rao just asked.

"Understand his information, check the possibility of his alibi, try not to be preconceived, and objectively confirm whether he is a suspect or not."

Qiao Zhen heard the rare praise in the voice on the other end of the phone: "One of our responsibilities is that no matter how complicated the case is, we can't catch a wrong person." But you pay attention to safety, rest assured to check, I still have alternatives here, some bullets hit, don't panic. ”

As soon as I hung up the phone, I saw Zhang Chenzhi walking out: "You don't need to eat." The man ruled it out. ”

Qiao Zhen's heart fell suddenly: "Don't you need to check it in person?" ”

"How do we generally tell if a suspect is a murderer?"

Qiao Zhen listed inexplicably: "Personal characteristics, social relationships, motives for committing the crime, time of the crime, alibi ......"

"Well, there are no direct planes and high-speed trains, and the suspect was in the local area within a nine-hour drive for a week before and after the incident. During his enlistment, he was awarded a third-class meritorious service and never had the opportunity to touch a military prison. His biological parents are in the local area and have no siblings. His social connections are all friends in the business field, and he has no intersection with the few relationships where our murderer stayed. ”

"Did we meet someone who is not related by blood, but looks like twins?"

Zhang Chenzhi shrugged his shoulders and said "I think I'm unlucky": "There are all kinds of wonders in the world, and all kinds of possibilities are sometimes obstacles for us, and sometimes they are also breakthroughs in the case. ”

"In your experience, this probability should not exceed one percent, right?"

"But once it really happens, it's 100 percent for us, and this clue is completely broken."

"Now we have to go back and continue to work, Comrade Lao Qiao is still waiting for us." Qiao Zhen nodded and walked out briskly in relief.

Qiao Zhen sat in the car for a while, and began to regret obeying the arrangement just now, and stayed where he was. Her hand was on the holster on the police belt, and since graduating from the police academy, the chance of being able to touch a gun is as low as the probability of a male colleague meeting a beautiful woman in the workplace. Therefore, every time she is assessed or trained, she even wants to get some extra practice opportunities by deliberately relying on low scores.

Helpless, this is as difficult as a person who is used to playing in the water wants to pretend to be drowning, as early as when she played the blast gun in the place of study, the gun seemed to become an extension of her limbs and will, although she was inexperienced and her face was swollen by the recoil of the gun, and it could not change the fact that she was the best shooting student in the class.

At this moment, Joe is really ready to move. After a day and a night, combined with the reliable clues from the front, the exact identity of the suspect was finally locked after the information was merged, and the net collection operation was just around the corner, but she was arranged in the second echelon of reinforcements. At this moment, the bulletproof vest and the slightly heavy equipment around her waist made her heart even heavier. At the critical moment, after going through the same training, going out to the scene and working overtime, and arresting the man, the two men, the father and the "prospective boyfriend", still chose to leave her behind. She didn't know how she could make them understand that she was just as strong, brave, or even wiser than them.

Time did not allow her mind to jump farther, and an order came over the intercom, "Quan two moves, two moves, prepare for a perimeter search." ”

Joe really knew that the arrest would not go well, and according to reliable information, the suspect was in the abandoned country elementary school at the moment, but apparently he was hiding in some unsearched corner.

"The right to move two moves and one to understand." She lowered her voice in response to the walkie-talkie, and got out of the car without hesitation, behind her was the sound of low, messy and fast-moving footsteps, and five or six additional local police officers moved quietly and quickly towards the direction of the school with her.

Before getting out of the car, Qiao Zhen scanned the roof of the school and the nearby fields, and there was no target. She grabbed the doorknob and pushed open a rusty iron door.

The door was unlocked, and the sharp sound of the door opening tore at the silent air. She didn't know when she unholstered her gun and held it in her hand. As she slowly approached the empty room, she took a hard look at any possible suspects' hiding places before exiting the unobstructed classroom.

She hears instructions on the walkie-talkie that the remaining dead spots must be swept away, so that the murderer cannot escape. Hunched over, she trotted through the hallways as fast as she could, each classroom had the same layout, and now the focus was on the school's warehouse and teachers' office areas.

Flies swirled in the air, the only sound in the silent air around her, when she heard a "clang" behind a wooden door in the hallway. She lunged over and quickly found the source of the sound, as the falling object emitted an inevitable aftermath. She paused, and immediately turned sideways, dodging to the side, observing the material of the door frame for a few seconds.

It was a wooden door locked from the inside, she held her breath, took a few steps back, kicked it open, she turned on the flashlight, and quickly searched any hidden corner. No figures were found. Qiao Zhen exited the room and set his sights on the second floor. The open space was windy from all directions, and the temperature on the surface of her body was very low, but she felt a trace of heat coming out of the neckline through her underwear, and beads of sweat oozed from the tip of her nose.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps from above, and Qiao Zhen could distinguish the hurried footsteps of her companion in police shoes, and another different running footstep approached her little by little. Her instincts told her that, yes, it was the sound of the suspect fleeing in a hurry.

She turned and sprinted in search of the sound, and at the same time reported her position to the walkie-talkie in dialect, and climbed up the hollowed-out iron staircase at the other end in three steps and two steps. She knew very well that she was probably the only detective closest to the suspect and facing him head-on. She felt her brain's thinking stall for a second. She seemed to smell a thick smell of blood.

She wanted to look down to see if she was injured, but reason told her that she could only stare up with all her attention, her deadly passive location, and she could be killed by the gangsters at any time.

On the intercom was Qiao Raogang's voice: "Pay attention to concealment and ensure safety." His words were concise, for fear that one more word would distract his daughter and cause trouble.

As she watched her gaze, a plank fell from the sky and flew straight at her, exposing her unprotected head if she had dodged the attack entirely. She couldn't dodge, her left hand was hit hard in the shoulder, she clearly heard a "pop", her left hand hung weakly to the side of her body, the sharp pain quickly spread from the shoulder to the back of the neck, she felt the whole person freeze.

Her whole body curled up, she took a breath of cold air, and quickly struggled to get up, the intense pain temporarily relieved. She forced herself to focus on the top of her head, but cold sweat began to break out of her forehead, blurring her vision.

She saw a man coming down the stairs one by one, his face was as insignificant as the portrait of the suspect, because the only thing Qiao Zhen could see clearly was that he was holding something in his raised hands......

A black pistol that was firmly wrapped in the man's big hand.